Oh look! My magic man is back
to save my rocking body.
He brought with him the Dark Man
that hates me in deep secret.
But I know of his distaste of me
because Magic Man's wife told me.
Bright Lady confessed while holding her star
and sitting atop the clouds.
"Hello," I call with a wide grin,
but Dark Man isn't happy.
He shakes my bed and slits my wrists
while Magic Man watches.
Suddenly my friends are gone!
The dawn took them away.
I touch my lids and feel the ache
but stare at the blood on the sheets.
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Poetry"Mom notices my squirming as I sit at the dinner table. I roll my eyes and look away- I need that numbing of the cable. With static screens and Instagram feeds the throb is satiated. It's a short reprieve from its twist...
